lyrical fitness...

' lay back baby and we'll do this right, there's blankets in back we can use.
we'll start the car but we'll stay in park; the cold can kills us before fumes.
now's a right time for a good song. got something to say what i can't.
do you feel bad, like i feel bad? pour us a road we'll both drink and drive.
kiss me with your cherry lipstick. never wash you off my face.
hit me i can take your cheap shots. leave you with the love we made.
come alive on the driverside, so close i taste your breath.
your lips go dry but they're sweet inside; wine must go right to your head.
it'd be easy if you get mad, but three fingers point back at you.
we can stay here, stay out all night. no one will know, us and the moonlight.
kiss me with your cherry lipstick, never was you off my face.
hit me i can take you cheap shots. leave you with the love we made.
i set my watch by streetside clock, a needle in echo groove.
you pierce my heart like a willing arm, your ticking makes my blood move.
there's no way out, this fade out. be happy to get what you do.
make him notice with both fists because quitting alone will never get you dry.
give me everything you've got now, i don't feel a single thing.
drive me out into the cold rain, let it hover over me.
kiss me with your cherry lipstick, never wash you off my face.
hit me i can take your cheap shots. leave you with the love we made... '